Chapter 350 – Descent of the Goddess (1)
‘Let’s not panic. It remains the same.’
I calmly beat the abacus inside my neuron.
As soon as time is delayed while dealing with one person, several additional people are added. The top priority was to shake off the pursuers before the number of people increased.
I reached out to the Heswald sisters while laying out “Ground meal” For them to listen.
I also thought about the strategy of separating Primor and Minerva, but the flaw was that the effect was uncertain compared to the effort. It would be the most certain thing to fly away quickly here.
〈I was caught by an archer in the high ground, how did I bounce!?』
During the operation time, the sheath aimed at my head. I pulled out the stick from my waist to block it and avoided the stabbing knife.
Minerva, escaping the pepper bomb, swung her sword.
‘Did you say master? If there is someone who instigated it, I can’t miss it.〉
The lord, whose face was damp as if he had poured some potion on him, unleashed a fierce sword attack.
Thank you for giving me the rice cake I had hoped for, but in return, Minerva turned into a stern face like a judge dealing with a preschooler rapist. Her balls shrivel up.
Maybe he was treated as a contract thieves in the “Kaito who only brushed the chews in his estate.”
Audrey spread her wings impatiently and rode into the headwind.
─Right!
She flew up in the wind of magic, but as if she had waited for that moment, she cast Saga Spring Jump here.
Audrey’s eyes widened at the same technique used when raiding the caravan, and she let out an angry cry.
Riding the head wind, she stepped on the shoulder of the female knight who was struggling.
The skill of doing somersaults and adjusting the angle with the wind was amazing. But it wasn’t just Audrey that was different from the last time, and the silver arrow shot through the gap pierced Audrey’s wing again.
Do you think those bitches are having a gag concert right now? The employer is being stabbed right in front of their noses, but they are filming Wee Conte, right?
I was very excited, but my hands and feet were now tied.
Not only was he bound by Minerva, he was also bound by the constraints of hiding his identity.
‘You can’t use Yesugei’s skills, and you can’t use the skills you use when you’re a Norse. What the fuck are you saying to me!’
Even the skill capture of Sevin was only witnessed by Primor and the escorts!
In an unexpected crisis situation, I felt as if I was suffocating, unable to move my hands or feet. Minerva’s swordsmanship also played a part in that.
─Shupat!!
The swordsmanship, which focused on thorough basic skills that revealed my personality, continued onslaught without giving me a chance to use my brain, and I, who had limited skills, was busy taking care of my body.
Having solid fundamentals meant that he always had three cards in his hand in poker.
She thought that she was a lord, a man in her 40s, but the Minerva she met in person was a talented warrior who invested her youthful beauty and vitality into swordsmanship.
He is an expert who is hard to lose even if he competes soundly. As I was helplessly pushed away without a chance to think of tricks, I broke out in a cold sweat on my back.
─Thump thump thump!
The heart that lived a good life distracted my concentration more in the special situation of stealing.
My field of vision narrowed and my head was filled with short-circuited thoughts that should pop up.
‘If you miss the timing to jump, you’ll get really fucked… !’
It was an intuition comparable to that of the foolish Gopiri Kang Buk-ho, who once dreamed of becoming a graduate student, looking around with a mop on his way back from a fucking palm job.
He was a rare old school teacher who spilled coffee and was looking for a student to help clean up. Memories of a half-bald old man who had lost his crown came to mind without meaning.
Sad memories of being caught without being able to bounce in time, and having to wipe the fucking coffee stains and wash the mop with a tired body!
The situation that there was no way to counterattack with the cylinder at that time awakened my five senses.
And those restrictions and sharpened senses brought up the knack for light engineering that the Heswald sisters had mastered from the sea of neurons.
‘… This is it!’
I moved my foot A subtle reason lingered at his toes.
At that very moment, I let go of my machoism-based pride and became a thief.
The essence of stealing is not in stealing.
A true thief is someone who steals and bounces safely!
Absolute realm
Shadowless Escape!
Booming—!
〈… No?!〉
I backstepped out of the range dominated by Minerva’s sword strike. I, who had been in a hurry to evade until now, suddenly made a quick escape, so Minerva missed the time to pursue it.
With a spirited spirit, I jumped up with a spring jump while snatching Audrey and Catherine.
Surprisingly, he held the two at his side and spread his wings.
He changed the cloak transformed with rune magic into a glider and added momentum with a steam explosion. An arrow that flew one step too late and wisely pierced the glider, but the giant’s hide cloak didn’t budge.
Barely regaining my composure, I shouted at the ladies who had become like dogs chasing chickens.
“If possible, never see each other again! Then goodbye, Sayonara, Adios!〉
─Flutter!
Thanks to Catherine, who came to her senses, and blew wind magic on my cloak, we were able to quickly escape the burning auction house.
The burning building was even more devastating when viewed from the air. If possible, Diabolo’s chews sent only the idiots, so I just hope the auctioneers who deal with them weren’t hurt.
Audrey took a deep breath as she pushed her hat on.
At my words, Audrey said with a slightly greedy look.
“Hey, are you really going to throw away everything you stole?”
‘Aren’t you just robbing the bad rich? There is no guarantee that the owners of the stolen items are all bastards.〉
At my words, Audrey became a mixed bag. I smiled.
The reason I gave up my creed and even stole it was because this method was the most effective and least damaging method against Diavolo raiding the auction house.
As I said before, even if I live a good life, I don’t have enough ability to run out of money.
‘I heard you lived in this town for a long time? Even though it’s a bit late, I have to give the lord a New Year’s present as well.〉
Isn’t it true that Koreans give small gifts like rice cakes or side dishes when they move to Jago?
Originally, it was a law to be a bit crowded at the beginning of the year.
***
The day after the auction house was raided and all the goods were stolen, Lenapolis, aware of the commotion, was thrown into a commotion.
‘The commoners who work at the auction house are just subcontractors who only work at this time of year! The host, the lord, must take responsibility!〉
‘Nobody is going to set a price for stolen goods! I won’t talk nonsense about rewarding you with the starting bid price!〉
Both buyers and sellers unanimously condemned the lord.
It was an unwritten rule in the Romanian auction structure that the nobles who held the auction were responsible for guarding the site.
When it was revealed that he did not send private soldiers to the site, but only the common people, who were in charge of the auction, paid his own expenses, the criticism became more primary.
However, the lord of Lenapolis remained silent even while facing the wrath of all the powerful, from the wealthy merchants to the nobles who came to visit on a schedule.
In addition to that, the situation in which they continued to leave dozens of soldiers in the mansion, when they had to do everything in their power to exorcise the criminal, incited resentment from the victims.
-Boom!
The boy, who hadn’t even turned a transformer yet, hit the table violently.
However, even against him as a nobleman, the butler of the lord of Lenapolis only shook his head calmly.
The boy protested, but Minerva, who was sitting next to him, calmly stopped him.
‘But, my dear! I finally found an elixir that could heal your wounds, but it was stolen right in front of my eyes!”
Minerva shook his head, hiding a wry smile.
It was partly because the old-fashioned way of expressing affection like ‘my dear’ did not suit a boy, but she felt more sorry for this child who married her for a reason that was no different from her arranged marriage.
For what crime did a boy who hadn’t reached adulthood have to become her son-in-law who was about to turn 40?
A boy who praises her every day and says she is beautiful, but when he sees that her face turns red every time he does, it must not be her true intention.
It was clear from the fact that he brought Minerva here to fix this ugly wound right away.
Not knowing that her boy was agonizing daily about why this beautiful heroine couldn’t understand her own mind, Minerva told her butler.
The butler left without a word. Minerva gave her impatient husband a pat on the back – she didn’t even notice her thirteen-year-old husband’s frustration at her handling of the child – and walked out of her drawing room. .
The boy let go of his frustration and spoke to his wife, who was 20 years older, in a grown-up way.
Minerva surveyed her mansion keenly, even as she confirmed with her only eye that the boy had kept her mouth shut.
‘… The gang of thieves who escaped last night headed this way.’
It is the result of gathering and confirming the sighting information. Minerva did not doubt the investigative abilities of her men whom she had picked for her.
No citizen is big enough to set up a house near a manor house.
The more confident she is in her wealth or power, the more so she becomes.
Therefore, the only person that the strangely skilled phantom thief could call ‘Master’ was a person from this manor house.
There was a sense of incongruity, but there was no other clue, so I couldn’t help it.
It was not what she wanted that her little husband, with her head on her chest, came along, but her lord would not suspect Minerva’s stealth, thanks to her husband’s fiery bills.
‘The annex and the guest room are the most suspicious, but it must be reckless.’
Minerva thought about the relationship between the annex, where the guards were stricter, and the person in the guest room, and gave up her observations there.
It is easy to be misunderstood, but Minerva did not have any personal feelings for the member of Armials who was said to be a guest in the mansion.
What made her pursue her in her territory was that she had to keep the law within her territory.
She knows that Minerva is the one who hurt her, but her husband, who is furious, can’t overcome her blood and coerces her instructions.
‘If you hide a tree, it’s best to hide it in the forest. Considering that the victims might infiltrate the mansion, there is no way they would have stolen items in the annex or guest room.’
Suspicious, therefore, is where it is not manned.
If you hide it with a special barrier or magic item, you can catch the stolen items by surprise.
She thought so, and Minerva moved freely around her mansion in the name of visiting her garden.
I was worried that her wariness towards her was strangely low for stealing her auction items, but even that sense of incongruity in her was groundless in front of the barrier she had actually discovered.
‘… Also.’
A secretly hidden space on one side of the wall.
Upon discovering an abandoned warehouse carefully hidden by a barrier in a way she had never seen before, Minerva half-opened her eyes.
─Suck.
I took off her eyepatch and activated the inserted magic item with her prosthetic eye. Breaking through her barrier, the scene inside was reflected in Minerva’s eyes like an unpainted sketch.
‘It must have been Diavolo’s men who attacked the auction house.’
Otherwise, there is no reason for those stolen items to be here.
Minerva clicked her tongue as she checked her stolen goods inside her warehouse.
The raid itself was the same, but it was a strategy that showed a clumsy side. She couldn’t stop looking suspiciously at Diavolo, even those who lacked her brainpower like her.
He is in a situation where he has to pay dozens of gold in compensation if he doesn’t find the culprit right away.
But to defend the mansion with so many soldiers?
He wouldn’t do it unless he had a reason to put up with Diabolo losing tens of gold.
It meant that last night’s incident was his own play.
It’s probably not long before he sells out those thieves and glosses over his responsibility. Because the anger of the victims will be directed at the phantom thief and the fictitious being who bought stolen property from the thief.
‘It would be better to publicize this. It’s not good for my family to deal with it alone.’
Just professing the existence of this warehouse would not be able to avoid the pressure of the victims.
If that happens, the iron-clad security of the annex will be disturbed.
I don’t know what was hidden in that annex, but there was no way to properly calm the dozens of nobles gathered for the purpose of an auction.
〈… Well?!〉
First of all, Minerva, who was about to step down to promise the future, found an owl watching her and clenched her fist.
For a moment, I thought I was being watched by my familiar, but I couldn’t feel any mana from the owl. It is an ordinary wild creature.
─Food Duck!
The owl twisted his head and flew away.
Minerva looked behind him and then turned his back. With so much evidence and evidence accumulated, the criticism and protests against Diavolo would only grow stronger.
And the owl she found flew away for a while and landed on a man’s arm.
〈Hump Kurrure! (Give me food!)〉
〈Kukkuru kukku. (Yes, here.)〉
That——Nord threw the chicken to the owl and glared at the manor house from afar.
“It went well as planned.”
The runic barrier that Veronica had set up “To make it easy to find” Was discovered by a noble who came to question Diavolo, just as Nord had hoped.
Of course, if Diavolo himself had stolen it, he wouldn’t have hidden it so clumsily. That’s why Nord had to steal those stolen items on purpose.
It is because the strategy he set up would be meaningless if he even kept stolen goods in the annex.
Diavolo would never have guessed that the stolen goods he had missed were in an abandoned storage room at his home.
‘I wish I could have shown my obsession with the elixir I submitted, so I could have further increased my feelings… I can’t help it.’
Diavolo was already acting suspiciously as he should.
If such clear physical evidence is added to the piled-up heart, confusion is unavoidable.
If that time was delayed, he planned to move on his own, but since he was caught by that strict lord, it would only be a matter of time before the victims would become enraged at Diavolo.
And if he were to be cornered more than now, the mansion’s security would be lowered in one way or another.
It was then that Nord should be aiming for.
He sent away the owl that flew away with the chicken in its mouth, and returned to the Hermaion guild master’s mansion among the crowds.
